My friends were going through the (gay) exotic massages and other sexual offers on Craigslist and laughing at how funny some of them sounded. They got to one that had a familiar number. It was my boyfriend’s number.

—Jane Doe

Aftermath: Had a guy friend set up a time and place to meet him. I was there too and broke up with him.

My boyfriend & I moved in together, and one night I came home late after work. The lights were on, music was blaring. I opened the bedroom door and found my boyfriend drunk and smoking in my neon pink bra and panties. He was singing his heart out to the Spice Girls!

—Lindsay

Aftermath: I pulled out my camera out of my purse & our relationship was over in a snap & a flash. After I dated him, I became a lesbian. So just remember life is full of surprises—just like the look on his face when I opened the door and just happened to have a camera in my purse.

I hadn’t heard from him in a couple of days so I checked his Facebook page. There I saw that his sister had posted a request to borrow $2,500 for three weeks to get him out of jail. Nobody in their family could help him.

—Susie

Aftermath: If they can’t help him, I am not going to.

I slept with another guy and told my original boyfriend that I kissed him and I was so sorry but he still dumped me.

—Cake

Aftermath: He later took me back and as soon as I fell in love with him, he knew it and he dumped me.

When he told me (a girl) that he’d just cheated on me with another man.

—toobad

Aftermath: We broke up and it’s probably for the best.